Poem Hunter
(24 January 1572 - 31 March 1631 / London, England)


STAY, O sweet and do not rise!
The light that shines comes from thine eyes;
The day breaks not: it is my heart,
   Because that you and I must part.
   Stay! or else my joys will die
   And perish in their infancy.

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Probably the most beautiful poem I have ever read
STUNNING! so passionate